A Little Bit of Botany to Love Making


There is a sense
Of botany to making love
Roots penetrate deeper
After the very first edition of love-making
Leaves unfurl and attract light
Glistening as twinkling irises
And a flower blooms on lip petals
And all the while, the body
Photosynthesizes ringed sugars
Sweetening source to sink – senses to memories
After all we are only as sweet
As the grains of memories we produce
On the pinnacle of our peduncle
Where granules of starch
Nourish the famished soul
And the heart knows implicitly
The difference between
Bread and cake.

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